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New York City at night. In a small, dark ally there was a man. You could only see the small red spot of his burning cigarette. I was walking to this ally that night.
[Chorus] My code, I thought was when my heart became frozen and cold and when I showed no, emo-tion in all my songs.
Joyous yet painful. Respectful, disdainful. Fabulous, dirty. Flighty and flirty. Usually forceful. Thoughtful, remorseful. Leaves you walking on air. Or it can cause despair. Blows hot and cold.
It's unbearable. Unbelievable. How much I. Miss you. Pining like an. Abandoned dog. I'm walking. On broken glass. Limping through. My life-warzone. And there's a. Sucking hole. Where my heart.
I'm feeling shattered. Well my heart is. She said it doesn't matter. Well the thing is. My life's in tatters. Well my head is a mess. Yeah come on and relieve my stress.
I followed her outside, her heels clicking against the ground, emitting the anger she had bottled up inside, contradicting her stone cold exterior.
Deduction is a powerful word. Deduction itself is even more powerful. " To subtract something from another. " My area indeed. I can tell if a man has been to war by his posture.
You back-peddle. There is always that moment where you stop. Even if just for a second, you stand beside yourself and try to figure out if it's too late to go back.
Pumple Village is a small, quiet little village, settled on the outskirts of London. Peopl drive past it everyday, but never stop to visit, or even look, as if they can't see it.
26th July 2004 7:45pm Together on my bed we lay . Entwined. The sun was glorious and shining through the bedroom window onto my face. I couldn't describe this bliss. Danny kissed my head.
The tent behind me gave way as I leant backwards and I tumbled down, legs sticking in the air, halfway in and halfway out of the tent.
The morning sinks into its solemn blue, as I lay awake thinking of you. No turns on this wet land is lost enough for truth, when one is ever so constant how else can one prove.
I will post this story in parts, each part has around 500 words. Look out for the next part on Monday. I live in Andantis, you won't have heard of it, unless you live here.
Rain trickled down the busted windows of the ancient Edwardian buildings in Dark CLoud Avenue.
Rated R. It's not that filthy. I giggle shamelessly. "Like this?" I ask coyly, bending over to touch my toes, knowing full well you'll see all I have to offer.
Bore into me the strength You promised to give So I could remain alive To love you till I passed.
Daddy, why do you do this. You make me feel so small Daddy, what did you say. Do you just not care at all.
I wake up to a car alarm going off. I slowly open up my eyes and look around. I look out the window and see the sun shining. What time is it?. I look at my clock radio and almost fall out of bed.
The beauty in your heart. It Will never depart. Each time I see you my heart starts to weaken. But it shines so bright like a beacon. I'm happy for you see. You'll always be a part me.
#household. Here is the tale of Bart Cootie. Whose arse was incredibly fruity. After eating a pear. He caught folk unaware. He'd laugh and say 'That was a beauty!'. One day a tomato went down.
Johnny, Great to hear from you again - the huge blog update (with photos!) made up for the short but sweet email. It's good to finally know what you have been up to.
(All these fit us perfectly. Help me find which sounds best. Leave a comment!) 1. Love has given us wings, and our journey begins today.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, Snow White's the fairest of them all. Well that's not fair, it's just not right. Have you seen her in bed at night.
Oriella Fallon Half Valkyrie / Half Mermaid My name is Oriella Fallon, I’m a Half Valkyrie half Mermaid I was born on June 6th 1807.